Ever since then i had no job
I get my cake; i love hip hop
Top ranked, number one my son
I love bad boys that's my fucking problem
See these bitches can't cut in yo business
Going to class taking notes is what my mum thinks
But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true
Every time my mum tried to tell me the truth i was right there defending you
My mum said all he did for her was "take my virginity"
Droppin jackets on the stripper and every single is fifty
I love her and this is why she's my favourite love song
That's aight thoughkeep a nigga heavy in the game, bout so long
But i will still give your mum my drops of cum
When it come to pistols, these niggas don't john lynch them
Yo, i'm seventeen, already sniffing blow
When will dad be home, mum? i don't know
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